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I get down like syndrome.
Join Date: May 2004
Location: Kush Land
Posts: 22,132
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Lupe Fiasco - Say Somthing/All The Way Turnt Up/Fire
Lupe Fiasco - Say Somthing/All The Way Turnt Up/Fire
3 songs in and lupes already blazin a good buzz
Quote:
Uh, we just gonna keep it goin' and goin',
until I feel completed and happy about it...You know?
Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who grew into a project man
Brewster Place, he used to stick his scissors in his sockets damn,
clear that Project Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands,
ain’t got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket land.
Events recent that lit a fire under him like pots and pans,
rockets and I up in the sky like helicopter cams...
And you down there in the traffic jam
from here I’ve seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestlin' fans...
Came up from the bottom of the eye exam ZOOM
Now I’m like the biggest G up in the room,
still hard to see me like the truth on TV
or the roof from the sidewalk, I don’t flo' (floor), I ceiling
My mama said they need me...
'cause, I’m made from the best stuff on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves,
they glass is half full so I spit into them like Celie,
no longer G, now you can see me
but your letter's still under my sea like seaweed
C and G but nothing bout me C-G, It’s all real, none of this is green screen...
"Shut Up and Let Me Go" just like The Ting Tings,
I’m feelin' like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs.
I’ve rocked it from the shouters to the soccer moms,
try to stop what’s going on...
you’ll see the back of my hand like the tops of palms,
I’m balling like the tops of pawns,
circle of influence getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds.
Short-footed and War Headed like the tops of bombs,
Domino-in n****'s, delivery is Papa John's, Little Ceaser‘s, uh,
burning down your Pizza Hut...
Plaque collection building 'cause, I don’t brush my teeth enough,
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck
but this like my weaker stuff,
they ask “Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?”
Mic is shy and speakers blush, I is shy and he is uh,
I correct, me is uh- no we is uh- cause its like two of me
and each of us, rappin' acid, eat this up,
A-Town down, peace is up, New York to East Coast is tough,
West Side ridin', lot of n****'s salty 'cause,
'cause I be overseas and tough.
Everything seamless, WorldStar never seen this,
NahRight gotta stream this, motherfuckin' genius!
Brave and fly, you backbone-less and wingless,
bunch of chickens on the strip, I’m coming for they fingers...
till what they throwin' up is meaningless...
Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn’t make MTV’s list...
Finish fingers, eating wrist, feedin' frenzy and shit,
Succotash stuffering, Chicken-Frikasee'en this...
a beat eatin' media blitz,
pace is getting feverish, pain is growing severish...
these the peppers Peter picked,
things are at their easiest, Real Compton city G’in it
but I’m from Chicago...house lights, bravooos!
*Applause*.... Yeah, I’m just playin'....Internet, check!
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Quote:
Microphone Check, I make em all bounce,
every Teller in Bank of America, make em all count.
You gone need the whole staff to add up the amount...
it's gonna take to pay me off to keep me out your house,
to keep me in my zone so that I don't zone out.
I'm Rich and Po' like Zone 4, thoughts is deep like Tone Loc,
walk with me like old folk, 'cross your street a score's goal'ed,
I don't rap I hockey rink...'cause my flow is so cold!
I am on my "umm hmm," they are on they "Oh, No!"
I am really in here (hair), they ain't real like Soul Glo.
Don't you know I'm so sho, them n****'s got no Glow,
find a master for you can come back into the DoJo!
Lupe got his mind right, N**** this is my mic
and I've come to take it all back like MILLER HIGH LIFE!!!
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He must not be tied tight...back against the wall...
he will throw a ball, like he playin' Jai Alai.
I'll do the register, you just get them fries right.
I don't trust America, after watchin' Zeitgeist.
Take a look at my stripes, chest looks like a tiger' arm
and I'm hot as tiger balm, fire like a five-alarm,
(???.....) get ya fire-fighter on....
I ain't worried 'bout you hoes (hose). I don't even need to roll.
I turn down your Ex like how you put your tires on.
Once I get these tires on I buy a bomb and tie it on
and ride this around the entire song, find a line to drive it on,
park it near a metaphor, wait for it, the timer's on,
you can turn your hydrants on, I'll just turn my wipers on,
wipe it off then wipe me down but don't forget about my bomb!
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Quote:
[Verse 1]
i was bout as uncool (uncle) as a nieces mothers biggest brother
but now its all butter
now i'm bout as uncool as some cover to a pool from a puddle
like a monsoon but subtler
slowly pull up my pants or sag it to a flooder
now u need a submarine the way im cuffin my jeans
like i'm arresting my dress code
the dress clothes and the dress toes
so lets roll
ghetto lambda lambda's how i address those
niggas might peep and think geek
but you need that when you knee deep goin on waste high
get up to your neck just like a great tie
i finally got the windsor, like on my eighth try
your shirts still soakin wet, your slacks ain't dry
and i have yet to even fall from the sky
i'm hotter than red with a head full of lye
better run and get spike, tell him i'm on fire
[Verse 2]
hell, i don't wanna see ya like a male stripper
as you picture yourself lookin at pictures of male strippers
thats how that i don't wanna go to hell nigga
wish ya well like a wishin well wisher wish itself
it fell at first so now i sail with ya
if it happen to sink, i pitch in with pales
and pitchers, bucket and cup it back to the river
then cover the leak with garbage pail kid stickers
{dynamite} and first aid the way ya saviors
now ya flow look like my bedroom door when i was four
no rockin that boat, or you be swimmin, fo sho
oh, i stay ship shape all aboard
thats just how i roll, when i try and keep the run afloat
hatins a disease and its deadly if you catch it
crabs in the bucket always tryna pull me backwards
position rarely change so they dont really matter
if not the same then similar like asher and mathers
bow
[Verse 3]
bully or i bogard, bodacious so i'm humphrey
i used to rubber band, but now i got a bungee
if you let me expand, that refers to the money
gucci's all good, chanel is all chummy
and that aint even for me, my honey and my mommy
i'd rather be bummy, nappy on top
cipriani in my tummy, the fade is for the fans
not even for my fans, its more for like the brand
whether you hear the words, or just a show of hands
the sign language lady who be translatin my jams
you really like the beats or you barely understand
why i throw my set up wherever i am
man, its cuz i love my town
my mind was a sponge, but now its sham-wow
i never throw in the towel so just wipe me down
but don't you get to close they might have to put you out
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Last edited by LuBrick Asain; 10-29-2009 at 06:35 PM.
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10-29-2009, 06:27 PM
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